Page 98 of Sin Bin

“I’m not going to his place,” Meadow mumbled. “And it’s not a date.”

Her aunt laughed. “Whatever you say.”

After deliberating far too long, Meadow chose a black cocktail dress with spaghetti straps and a flirty hem that swished around her thighs. The clingy bodice was studded with tiny crystals that reminded her of the night sky. She paired the little dress with strappy black peep-toe heels and pulled her hair into a topknot.

As she surveyed her reflection in the mirror, she remembered what Wendi had told her about playing up her assets. Ignoring the advice, she applied minimal makeup and left her glasses on.

This is not a date, she reminded herself for the umpteenth time as she transferred a few items from her handbag to a small black satin clutch. Logan and I are just friends. Just because we’re insanely attracted to each other and we almost had sex on my first day back in town doesn’t change the fact that we’re just friends, and that’s all we’ll ever be.

When Logan arrived to pick her up, he was wearing a fitted dark suit with an open-necked shirt and no tie. As smokin’ hot as he looked, she was distracted by the black-framed eyeglasses he was sporting.

She laughed, pointing to his face. “What is that?”

“My disguise.” He grinned, obviously pleased with himself.

“That’s not much of a disguise, Logan. I can still recognize you.”

“You can because you know me. Other people don’t.”

Meadow pursed her lips, pondering him. The thick black frames accentuated his sculpted features and made him look serious and scholarly. And sexy as ever, damn him.

“You’re still recognizable,” she grumbled.

“We’ll see.” He dragged his eyes down her body, and his gaze softened. “You look beautiful.”

She blushed like an idiot. “Thank you. You clean up pretty well, too.”

He grinned and glanced behind her. “Where’s the little guy?”

“Aunt Rosalie took him to the movies. They left before you showed up because she knew she wouldn’t be able to get him out of the house if he saw you.”

Logan chuckled. “Good call.” He gave her a lazy smile and held out his arm to her. “Let’s do this, gorgeous.”

Ignoring the way her stomach fluttered, Meadow tucked her arm through his, and together they started down the front walk. When she saw the two-door sports car parked at the curb, her eyes widened in disbelief.

“Oh, you’re definitely gonna be recognized,” she asserted.

“Why do you say that?”

“Seriously, Logan? You’re driving the kind of car that screams multimillionaire athlete!”

“What, astronomers can’t drive nice sports cars?”

“None that I’ve ever met. And nothing like this.” Her stunned gaze swept over the outrageously expensive supercar. The shimmering silver body sparkled like diamonds under the evening sun. “What is this?”

“A Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita.” Logan looked proud. “Ain’t she a beauty?”

Meadow shook her head incredulously. “I don’t even want to know how much this thing cost you.”

Logan grinned, holding the passenger door open for her. “See, Shorty? Nice and low to the ground, just like I promised.”

She smirked at him before lowering herself into the plush leather seat. She didn’t miss the way Logan stared at her shiny bare legs as she swung them into the car.

He gave her a wink before closing the door and sauntering around the front of the car to slide behind the wheel.

She couldn’t help admiring the way his perfectly tailored suit jacket fit across his broad shoulders and chest. The masculine spice of his cologne made her mouth water. She was appallingly tempted to lean closer and drag her nose up and down the strong column of his neck.

She pulled the shoulder strap across her chest and snapped it, strapping herself in before she did something stupid.

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